[center][h1][color=00aeef][b]Kazumin Nagasa[/b][/color][/h1]

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Currently wearing: Caesonian traditional formal wear
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(Minus the gloves and cape) 

Location- Outside Balcony
Interactions- [@Potter] Persephone

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It truly was the perfect night for drinking. The moon shiningly brightly and a gentle breeze billowing softly, it's cool touch soothing against Kazumin's slightly flushed and heated face. Half a bowl of pudding remaining still and bottle of wine nearly empty save for one last mouthful which he chose to put off drinking for the moment as he turned the bottle in his hand letting the contents swirl within." [color=00aeef]Hmph...already done with this one and still barely feel a buzz, but this wine pairs quite nicely with the pudding.[/color]" Nodding his appreciation; preparing to finish the bottle off when he heard the door open and footsteps from behind causing him to pause for a moment though made no attempt to turn around for regardless of who it was, nothing was going to keep him from enjoying his quiet evening. 

He paid the unknown individual little attention; too busy admiring the view of the town/forest illuminated by the moon as he lifted the bottle to his lips once more. Only to hear a voice speak up having him stop short upon being asked if his name was Kazumin. A curious raise of the brow as he let off an amused chuckle."[color=00aeef] I am indeed, Kazumin yes. Didn't expect to come across anyone at this ball who know me.[/color]" A small shake of the head as he moved to down the last of the wine. Before he could swallow, however, he came to realize that the voice sounded very familiar but there was no way she of all people would be at some noble party...right? And then he suddenly felt a scathing glare directed at him sending a chilling shudder down his spine as dread suddenly surrounded him like the cold and ominous embrace of death threatening to engulf him.

Doubt, uncertainty washed through him as he turned his head partway and from the corner of his eye caught sight of a person he knew all too well. The next thing he knew he was doing a spit take sending wine spraying over the balcony then spun around on the spot until his back and hands were resting against the railings leaving him the appearance of a trapped animal. He stared in disbelief, but no matter how much he tried to deny it, there stood Persephone with her arms crossed and the sole harsh glare that always left Kazu feeling self-conscious and regretful; a feat no one but this woman could accomplish. 

The bitterness in her voice did not go unnoticed either and merely hearing her speak to him in a way only given to those unfortunate enough to have angered her had his face turning almost sickly pale."[color=00aeef] P-Percy?! What the bloody hell are you doing here?[/color]" The confused blonde exclaimed incredulously; eyes wide with disbelief and horror, horror at the fact the woman who detested nobles even more than he not only here, but seeing him dressed like one.

A wide array of emotions was swirling within him at this moment. Shock, fear, shame, guilt and happiness but the strongest of these emotions he felt as he gazed at Persephone's face was relief.

After being left to think and assume her dead as he had not seen her since disappearing on that horrifying night of the fire. Even having her staring at him with that bitter expression did nothing to lessen the relief and happiness he was feeling and the way the light of the moon gave that scrutinized face a surprisingly beautiful glow which soften its stinging blow.

And while Kazu was one who did not care much for hugs or most physical touches, his first thought was to run over and hug his oldest friend and may have done exactly that were it not for those icy, bitter daggers she was shooting him. Then her second question finally sunk into his head.* [color=82ca9d]Shit...shitshitshit. Of all places to run into her it had to be at this damn ball. Ok, don't panic. Just remain calm and greet her like anyone would greet a friend.[/color]*

In an attempt to try and come off as looking chill he had shifted into a relaxed pose with his elbow resting against the railing with the side of his head resting against his lifted palm. His right hand moved to point the index finger with thumb up and in the forced suave voice he could manage."[color=00aeef] Suuuuuuup guuuuurl.[/color]" He meant to follow that with a wink, but even he felt the sheer cringyness of what he just did causing his face to turn red with embarrassment, only for it to get worse as his elbow slipped out from under him causing him bang his face against the railing from a sudden bout of humiliating clumsiness aided a bit from the wine. 

The humiliated farmboy rubbed at his face.* [color=82ca9d]Ugh...god that was awful.[/color]* He thought then instantly followed up with." [color=00aeef]Ugh....it really was. Can we pretend none of what just happened took place, yeah?[/color]" Asking this before standing back up where he would rub at the back of the head."[color=00aeef] Let's try this again shall we? So...right, I can explain though it's a bit of a long story, but before I do I want to make this clear, I am not a noble. You know I'd never willingly choose to be one of them stuck up and snobby elitist.[/color]" Nodding his head while waving both hands in front of him in an awkward manner along with letting out an uncomfortable laugh.